I’m Not a Punk

Your corny, crass tattoo doesn't make up for the shitty things you do
I hope your wallet weighs you down when you go swimmin' in your pool
The very next time you hit your wife, I hope she guts you with a knife
I hope she's the last thing that you see in your entire fucking life

You're no one's hero anymore
If you ever fuckin' were

Cried to the neighbors when someone broke into your house
I wonder what that was all about
I wonder if it had anything to do with all the bullshit that you talk
And if the only way to hurt you is to take away your stuff
That's a pretty blatant sign that you need to grow the fuck right up
I hope the tears inside your eyes become lighter fluid and set on fire
I hope your dick just shrivels up and falls right off before said eyes
And when you go to sell your friend another gram of heroin
I hope his ghost follows you home and never lets you sleep again

I'm not fucking kidding anymore
If you ever thought I was

Hope it was worth it, you fucking piece of shit
You killed someone again, but what's more punk
Than using addiction as a business plan
You're sick, you don't deserve to have a kid
And for all the shit you did, most guys like you end up in pieces in a prison cell

And if this is what punk is, I'm not a punk anymore
I'm not a punk anymore
I'm not a punk anymore
And I never fuckin'
Was